'Beloved' in the Bible

To a mare among the chariots of Pharaoh, I compare you, my beloved.

My beloved [is] to me {a pouch} of myrrh, he spends the night between my breasts.

My beloved [is] to me a cluster of blossoms of henna in the vineyards of En Gedi.

Look! You [are] beautiful, my beloved. Look! You [are] beautiful; your eyes [are] doves.

Look! You [are] beautiful, my beloved, truly pleasant. Truly our couch [is] {verdant};

As an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so [is] my beloved among the young men. In his shade {I sat down with delight}, and his fruit [was] sweet to my palate.

The voice of my beloved! Look! Here {he} comes leaping upon the mountains, bounding over the hills!

My beloved is like a gazelle or {a young stag}. Look! {He is} standing behind our wall, gazing {through} the window, looking {through} the lattice.

My beloved answered and said to me, "{Arise}, my beloved! {Come, my beauty}!

The fig tree puts forth her figs, and the vines [are in] blossom; they give fragrance. {Arise}, my beloved! {Come, my beauty}!"

{My beloved belongs to me and I belong to him}; he pastures his flock among the lilies.

Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved! {Be like} a gazelle or {young stag} on the cleft mountains.

{Oh my}! You [are] beautiful, my beloved! {Oh my}! You [are] beautiful! Your eyes [are] doves from behind your veil. Your hair [is] like a flock of goats that move down from the mountains of Gilead.

You [are] completely beautiful, my beloved! {You are flawless}!

Awake, O north wind! Come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden! Let its fragrances waft forth! Let my beloved come to his garden, let him eat his choice fruit!

I [was] asleep but my heart was awake. A sound! My beloved knocking! "Open to me, my sister, my beloved, my dove, my perfect one! For my head is full of dew, {my hair drenched from the moist night air}."

My beloved thrust his hand into the opening, and my inmost yearned for him.

I myself arose to open to my beloved; my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh upon the handles of the bolt.

I opened myself to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and gone; my heart sank when he turned away. I sought him, but I did not find him; I called him, but he did not answer me.

I adjure you, {O maidens of Jerusalem}, if you find my beloved, what will you tell him? [Tell him] that I am {lovesick}!

{How is your beloved better than another lover}, O most beautiful among women? {How is your beloved better than another lover}, that you adjure us thus?

My beloved [is] radiant and {ruddy}, distinguished {among} ten thousand.

{His mouth} [is] sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This [is] my beloved; this [is] my friend, {O young women of Jerusalem}.

Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned that we may seek him with you?

My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the garden bed of the spice, to pasture his flock and to gather lilies in the garden.

{I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me}; he pastures his flock among the lilies.

You [are] beautiful, my beloved, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, {overwhelming as an army with banners}.

Your palate [is] like the best wine that goes down for my beloved, smoothly gliding over my lips and teeth.

{I belong to my beloved}, {and he desires me}!

Come, my beloved, let us {go out to the countryside}; let us spend the night in the villages.

The mandrakes give [off their] fragrance, and {over our doorway is every kind of delicious fruit}; both {fresh and dried fruit I have stored up} for you, O my beloved.

Who [is] this coming up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I awakened you; there your mother {conceived you}; there she who was in labor gave birth to you.

Flee, my beloved! {Be like a gazelle} or {a young stag} upon {the perfumed mountains}!